This picture was only taken a few weeks ago-
a Maple fully dressed in colors of the rainbow.
Full, yet dying-
branches bare as they await the frosty evening chill.
It makes me wonder,
at what point does the tree shed it's weight?
or is it the leaf that lets go?
A moment in time and a piece of the process.
Change. Transition. Cycles.
A gentle dance between give and take-
all depending on how the wind decides to shake.